CHAPTER 24

SEX WARNING!

As they walked through the woods towards Roger and Brianna's cabin, the bright firelight and music of their own wedding reception faded and they were instead surrounded by a peaceful quiet.

They didn't talk to each other. They just went on, giving the other's hand a squeeze now and then, and stealing quick glances.

As they got closer, the journey feeling twice as long as it normally does, the excitement of their time together was starting to bubble out of them. More than once, Ian stopped them to take Skylar by the waist and kiss her. Each time, the heat between them came on almost immediately. But Skylar was determined to get them to the cabin before their desire brought them to the place of having each other in the middle of the woods in the pitch black. So she would always push him gently back, retake his hand, and led him onward.

Finally, they reached the door. After it was opened, Skylar went to take a step but Ian had another idea. He picked her up in his arms, cradling her. She let out a surprised shriek which quickly turned into laughter. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What are you doing?" she asked him.

"Though this may not be our own home, I still intend te carry me bride across the threshold."

"Well then, carry on."

He kissed her again, then walked inside. He carried her into the kitchen area of the cabin then set her down on her feet. They didn't move their hands from each other though. They stayed pressed against each other, just staring at their new husband and wife. Their lips met again and they moved in perfect sync with one another. The reality was setting in that they were at last married after waiting for so long. They were never going to be apart again. They had each other for the rest of their lives. This hitting them, their heartbeats were so loud and strong they could hear it and feel it in their chests. Their hands wandered over as much of their spouses' body as they could reach, grabbing at their clothes as well. It was clear they needed to get to bed soon or they were going to lose their minds.

But before they did, Skylar was the one, once again, to pull back.

"We should light some candles. I want to be able to see you."

"Aye," Ian answered, jumping into action.

As he lit a few candles around the room, a dreamy orange glow appeared around them. Skylar took off her shoes and let her hair out of the braids and bun as Ian finished and came back to her. She set the blue flowers Jamie had put in her hair on the kitchen table and noticed something else on it.

"Looks like we were left a little wedding gift," she announced.

It was a bottle of champagne with a note that read, "For the newlyweds, enjoy and congratulations. From, R, B, M, F." Two glasses stood next to it.

"That's kind of them all," Ian commented picking up the note.

"So, shall we?"

Ian picked up the bottle and opened it with a loud POP. Foam poured out but he was able to get the actual drink into the glasses. He handed on to Skylar and kept the other for himself, setting the bottle back on the table. He held his up to make a toast. Skylar repeated the gesture.

"Te ye, the love of my life, my wife. I dinna have the words te say how happy I am te be standin' in front'a ye right now. I thank God every day that I ran away te Uncle Jamie in Edinburgh so that I got te meet ye. I love ye more than life itself. I canna wait fer the rest of our lives."

"Ian Murray, you are my best friend and my soulmate. I could never imagine a better man to be the father to our child, and now my husband. This has only been, what, six years in the making?" Ian smiled. "I promise to love you today, tomorrow, and every day after. You are my everything, and I am yours."

They clinked their glasses and took a sip, watching each other through the glass.

Skylar then put her champagne on the table and said to him, "Now, do you think you might be able to help me with something?"
"Anythin'."

She bit her lip and took a step closer to him. "Could you please get me out of this dress?" Her voice went soft, but the meaning was loud and clear. She turned her back to him and moved her hair over her shoulder to not hide the buttons Claire had worked so hard to attach.

Ian licked his lips and let out a quiet breath. His instinct was to work through the buttons as fast as he could. But he made himself go slow, taking his time on each individual one.

When she felt him touch her back, her eyes closed and she sighed. This was different than any other time they had slept together. Her head was foggy and her legs felt like jelly already. Feeling him going down her back left tingles where he touched her. At last, the final one was undone and she carefully took her arms out of the sleeves while he pushed the dress over her shoulders. It dropped to the floor, leaving her in her shift.

She turned to face him again. In the warm hue of the candlelight, she could see his chest rising and falling at a steady rhythm. His eyes were locked on her, looking over her body and trying to see through the thin white fabric that still covered her. His fingers were itching to touch her. He needed to feel her skin on his, kissing, sucking, nipping, tasting every inch of her. To say he wanted her wasn't right. Every day he considered her the air he needed to survive. But right now, even with her standing on front of him, he felt like he was suffocating and her body was the only thing that could relieve him.

He moved to take off her shift, but she took his hand. "You first," she whispered. She stepped back from him, wanting to watch.

Not moving his gaze from her, he made work on the buttons on his vest, throwing it to the side when it was off. Then the same with his shirt.

Skylar's breath got caught in her throat looking at him. She couldn't believe that this gorgeous man was hers. The tingles she had felt on her back were now spreading throughout her entire body and she felt burning hot from her head to her feet. Like he had with her, she traced her eyes over him, top to bottom. She couldn't help but notice the sizeable bulge in his pants. She lingered there a little too long and Ian smirked, knowing.

"Ye ken well what ye do te me, Yank," he told her. He kept talking as he closed the space between them. "With one look, ye can make my cock stand so firm it aches. With one touch, ye nearly make me finish right then and there."

"One touch, huh?" She dragged a hand down his chest to the waistband of his pants, and letting it continue until it reached his enclosed hard on. He exhaled through his mouth and his eyes shut for just a second. Skylar couldn't get over the effect she had on him. She wanted to see more of it. She rubbed him over his pants, squeezing ever so gently to drive him crazy.

"Shit, Sky," he hissed, pushing into her hand. She enjoyed listening to his small moans and grunts as she could feel herself getting wetter. But the enjoyment only lasted a couple moments more. Ian couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her face and attacked her mouth with his. She returned it just as hungrily. No more slow.

Not breaking their embrace, Ian pushed Skylar's shift down over her shoulders and arms, leaving her completely bare. He moved his lips to her neck and used one hand on her breast and the other on her butt. Skylar was scratching up and down his back, trying to move even closer to him. Though if they were any more pushed together they would morph into one person.

She pulled his face back to hers to kiss him again, and he moved his hand from her breast to between her legs. She gasped and held onto his shoulders to keep her from collapsing. She moaned when one of his fingers connected to her clit.

"Omigod, Ian. Fuck!"

But she quickly shoved his hand away so that she could undo his pants. Once they were off, he took her arms to put them around his neck and he took hold of her beneath her bum and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him and they went right back to making out.

As fast as he could, Ian brought them to the bed and laid her down on it, climbing on top of her. She used her legs to pull him close.

But after another minute, he broke it to ask her, out of breath, "Do ye trust me?"
"Of course."

"Then will ye let me try somethin'? I think ye'll like it."

"Yes."

He kissed her again, going down her neck and to her breasts. He took time to lick, bite, and suck on both, then continued to kiss down her stomach until he was hovering above the place she needed him the most. He looked back up at her and saw she was watching him and breathing very heavy.

He suddenly brought his tongue through her slit. Skylar's eyes went wide and she stopped breathing for a second. Then he did it again.

"Holy fuck! God, omigod!"

His tongue found her clit and pressed against it. He circled it and flicked it, everything that he would do with his fingers.

She grabbed onto the strip of his hair to hold his head in place. She almost screamed when he wrapped his lips around her too sensitive button and lightly sucked on it. She couldn't form a coherent sentence. The only sound she could make was loud long moans.

He picked his head up to look at her. "This feels good, then?"

In that moment, she could have killed him. "Christ, Ian, it's so much more than good. Please please do not stop."

He gave a confident smirk in response, then reattached himself to her core. He went back and forth between sucking on her and using his tongue.

She tried as hard as she could to keep her eyes open. Watching him with his face between her legs just turning her on more as he went. But she kept sinking her head deeper into the pillow with her eyes shut tight.

Just when she thought it couldn't feel any better, he put his finger inside her and rubbed that special spot. She let out huge cry.

"Fuck! Ian, Omigod! Omigod it's so good! It feels so so fucking good! Don't stop! Please keep going!"

He moaned with his mouth still on her and the vibrations sent shockwaves waves of pleasure through her.

"Do that again! Please! Do that again!"

So he did, pressing his finger harder and faster into that spot.

Skylar was feeling a pleasure she never thought possible. So much so she thought she would start crying.

"God, Ian! I'm so – I'm so close! Please, just…God! I need just a little more - fuck! Make me cum!"

He used his tongue on her again and with one last hard press inside her, she was gone and seeing stars.

The sound she made was of utter euphoria and, in that moment, she didn't care if the whole Ridge had heard her.

He kept going until she was fully down, them came back up to meet her. Skylar pulled his face to hers and kissed him with a craving for him.

When she let him go, she asked, trying to catch breath, "How did you learn to do that?"

He gave an awkward chuckle and told her honestly, "I, uh...I-I asked Fergus fer advice on things I could do te make this night really special."

"You asked Fergus?"

"Aye. He said he'd never felt more uncomfortable than being asked how te pleasure his sister."

"Omigod, I cannot even begin to imagine how that conversation went down. To have been a fly on that wall." She laughed and kissed him again, much sweeter and softer than before. She then took a deep breath and said, "I want to thank you for that. There's something I want to try too that I think you'll like. If you'll let me."

"Aye. I'm desperate fer ye, ye can do anythin' ye want."

They rolled so she was now on top of him.

She kissed his lips, then his jaw, his neck, to his chest and stomach, and Ian watched her the whole time.

She finally reached his cock, standing straight up and ready for her. She stared at it and licked her lips, not letting herself chicken out.

She spread his legs so she could sit between them and started by massaging his inner thighs with her thumbs, all the while keeping eye contact with him.

Ian was waiting with bated breath for what she would do.

She brought her mouth down to him and placed quick small kisses from his head to his balls then back up the other side.

Feeling her mouth on his privates made him let out a deep moan and sunk his head back. He cried out and bucked up when she kissed his tip.

His eyes had shut but they shot open again when he felt something warm and wet wrap around him. He raised his head and saw she had taken him into her mouth and was sucking lightly on his tip.

The sight itself almost sent him over.

She took in more of him, massaging him with her tongue as she went. Ian opened his mouth to say something, anything, but no sound came out. He fisted bed sheets so tightly he could still feel his nails through the cloth.

He almost screamed when she suddenly came off him. He sat up and asked, "Why did ye stop?"

"You weren't reacting so I figured it didn't feel good."

"Skylar, good isna the word. I had lost all ability te talk or think. Please, please do it again and dinna stop. I beg ye."

Hearing him beg and sound desperate for her turned her on more than she could say and she was all too happy to give him what he wanted.

She took all that she could of him in her mouth again and started to suck harder, licking the underside of his dick. She moved her mouth up and down, paying special attention to his sensitive red tip. When pressed her tongue against his slit, it made him moan louder than he ever had.

"Fuck, Skylar! Oh God!" He wasn't breathing heavy at this point, was panting hard. Continuing to suck him off, she very gently squeezed his balls and got the reaction she wanted. "God Almighty! Yes! Yes!"

She decided to copy what he had done to her and, with her mouth around him, she moaned from deep in her throat. The vibrations made him cry out her name in pleasure.

What he was feeling was so far past good, he thought his heart was going to give out. He could feel his end approaching but he tried to hold it off to enjoy this for as long as he could. But that was getting very difficult.

As Skylar kept moaning around him and rubbed his balls in just the right spot, Ian knew he couldn't last much longer.

She brought her mouth back to his tip and flicked his slit with her tongue and he released.

"Skylar! Fuck! Omigod! Shit! Shit!"

Skylar took all of his cum and swallowed it, not letting him go until he was completely done.

When she came off him, she looked up at him and saw his face and chest had a thin layer of sweat. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, breathing heavily trying to recuperate.

She knew he needed a minute until he was able to function, so she just laid next to him and watched him come down, feeling more turned on by him than ever before.

When he could think again, he opened his eyes and just stared at the ceiling.

"So, did you like that?" Skylar asked with a smile.

"I think I died fer a moment. How did ye learn te do that?"

"In the 21st Century, it's very easy to read about these things to figure out how to do them. That was called a blowjob."

"A blowjob?" She nodded "I verra verra much liked that."

"Well then, I will keep a mental note of that." She kissed him but had to pull back to yawn.

"Are ye tired, love?"
She groaned. "No. I wanna stay up all night with you."

He brushed her hair behind her ear and stroked her face. "It's been a long day. The best day of my life, but still long. Let's sleep now. We have tomorrow and the next day te do all we want tegether."

"M'kay." She gave in quickly and her eyes were already closed. Ian smiled at her, still in disbelief that this angel was now his wife.

He brought the blankets around them and put his arms around her. She snuggled into him and they both were asleep in minutes.

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Skylar woke up the next morning still curled into Ian. Her eyes opened just briefly before closing them again. She smiled and breathed deeply, moving in the millimeters closer to him that she still could.

"Good mornin', beautiful," he said to her, already having been awake and just watching her sleep.

She looked at him smiling softly at her.

"Good morning, my gorgeous husband." He kissed her tenderly. She tangled her legs with his, and Ian held around her shoulders tighter, drawing his fingertips very delicately on her upper arm.

"I canna believe we get these 2 days just fer ourselves."

"I know. We haven't had 5 minutes alone since you came back, and now we get a whole 48 hours with no interruptions."

He brought his lips not half an inch in front of hers. "And we dinna have te leave this bed fer the whole 48 hours." He then grabbed her ass to pull her on top of him.

She giggled, brushing her hair back. "God, I can't imagine anything more perfect."

She kisses him again and he eagerly kissed back, keeping one hand on her butt and other in her hair.

But before they could get anywhere, there was a knock at the door. They paused, and Skylar pulled her head up.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Ian gave an irritated sigh. "If someone's come, it could be an emergency. I'll find out."

Skylar whined but got off of him and sat up, holding the blanket against her chest as Ian got out of bed. He picked up his pants from floor, put them on, and went to door.

Skylar called after him, "I swear to God, if Ollie isn't on fire or something..."

He chuckled and opened door. He looked around and didn't see anyone. But when he glanced down, he saw a basket

"Who is it?" he heard Skylar ask.

He picked up the basket, inspecting it. "No one. But someone was here and they left this." He came back in and closed the door. When he turned back around, he saw Skylar standing there wearing his shirt that was long enough on her that it just covered her privates.

Him staring at her prompted her to say, "I thought if someone was here I should cover up a bit. Is it okay that I'm wearing this?"

"Oh, aye. It's more than okay." His eyes traveled slowly over her "Ye look verra...sexy in me clothes, Mistress Murray."

She bit her lip and crossed her arms, cocking her hip to the side. "Keep talking like that, Mr. Murray, I might just lose all self-control." After nearly 10 seconds of eye sex, Skylar broke it. "What's in the basket?"

He looked her over one more time, then brought the basket to the kitchen and set it on the table to open it.

"It's food," he announced. "And there's a note." Skylar came behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She kissed back of his shoulder as he read the note. "'In case ye two can drag yerselves out of bed long enough te eat something. Signed, Bree and Roger.'"

Skylar laughed and pressed her forehead against his back.

He picked up a second piece of paper from their gift. "There's a note from Fergus and Marsali too. They wrote "Do not come out of there until yer sure Ollie will have a brother or sister.'"

"Well, if they insist." She stood on her toes to kiss the back of his neck. She dragged her hands down his torso, feeling his abs, and dipped her fingertips beneath the waistband of his pants.

She heard him sigh but he took her hand and kissed it.

"We should eat somethin' so we have the energy te do just that."

She let out an overdramatic huff. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

He turned to face her and kissed her longingly. She then took his hand and led him back to the bed, him carrying the food.

They sat on the bed and ate their breakfast. She had her legs draped over his, and he kept a hand on her upper thigh.

They ate their breakfast leisurely, like they had all the time in the world; and in their little post marital bubble, they did. They recounted some of their favorites memories from the day before, laughing at certain ones and just enjoying being in each other's company. They got to be the only two people in the world for a short time, and they wanted to savor every minute. And so, this period of innocence was very minimal.

Skylar had decided to feed him a strawberry, and after he had eaten it, he took her hand that had offered it and kissed from her palm to wrist and further down to her elbow. A spark of electricity went through her arm as he did, and she was praying that this would lead in the direction she wanted it to.

When he reached her shoulder, he glanced his eyes up and locked with hers. Their faces were maybe three inches apart and they could feel the other's breath. Ian's gaze dropped to her lips for a moment before raising it again to her. "I think I've had enough food fer now," he told her.

"Thank God," was Skylar's response. She put the basket onto the floor then straddled his lap. She held onto his face and kissed him, slowly at first to lead them into what would be the first time of this new day. Ian's hands went right for her butt, squeezing and kneading tenderly.

She pulled back and began to undo the buttons on his shirt that she was still wearing. She went about it very unhurriedly, wanting to make it something of a strip tease for him. But unfortunately, this did not have the desired effect. Watching her every move and already having an intense burning for her, Ian got impatient and ripped the shirt open, sending a few of the left over buttons flying. Skylar kind of shocked by his action but she would have been lying if she said it didn't turn her on like crazy.

"I can fix me shirt later," he said, peeling it off of her, then kissed her again, hard.

She ground her hips on his and he raised his to hers to do the same, and very soon his stiffness was struggling against his pants.

He moaned against her mouth. "I need te be inside ye."

She didn't waste another second. She moved down him enough to open his pants and take them off as much as she could, and he pushed them the rest of the way.

She lined his cock up with her entrance and sunk onto him, both being vocal about how it felt as he went deep into her. She rested her head on his shoulder for a moment to compose herself, and Ian closed his eyes to do the same, feeling like he was close to finishing right then.

When they were ready, they both started to move. Skylar lifted herself as much as she could and lowered back onto him while he matched her movements and pace.

He locked his lips around her nipple and sucked lightly, trailing his tongue over it. He used his hand on her other breast.

Whenever they would be intimate in the Big House, Skylar always took care to stay quiet so that no one would hear them. But with no one around within earshot, she didn't hold back.

"Oh God, Ian. Fuck, that's good."

He spoke against her breast, "Yer so beautiful, Sky. Ye know exactly what te do te make me cock feel so good. Christ, I love ye."

"I love you, Youngin'. I love you so damn much. And shit, I love your cock. It hits every single spot inside me. You make me cum so good every time."

They both sped up, and Ian switched his mouth and hand, using his other hand on her clit.

"Ian, omigod. Yes, yes, oh, just like that. You're gonna make me cum so hard."

"I want te feel ye finish, Sky. Just let go. Yer so beautiful when ye finish, I want te watch ye." He sped up his finger on her clit and looked up at her.

Her view of him watching her with his mouth still on her nipple was enough to suddenly push her over the edge. She let her head fall back and moaned his name long and loud, gripping onto his braids.

She slowed once her orgasm had worn off, but she didn't stop because Ian hadn't hit his high yet. She opened her eyes and saw him staring at her intensely, his mouth slightly agape and his pupils so dilated with a combination of love, lust, need and hunger that his eyes were practically black. His expression made new excitement envelope her and she started to speed up again.

His grip on her rear tightened. Being the one to cause such endings for her was addictive. Pleasing her was even more important to him than his own pleasure. He wanted to always make her the happiest she could be in every way. But in this moment, she wanted to focus on him.

She brought her lips to his neck and left slow kisses and nips wherever she could reach. She grazed his ear between her teeth, letting out a soft moan for him to hear.

"Fuck, Skylar," he answered back in a raspy whisper. "How are ye real?"

She pressed her forehead to his and sped up even more. "I'm only for you, Youngin'. You are the only one who will ever have me. The only one who can make me feel like this. Like…oh-omigod, Christ."

"Sky, God. I canna…Oh, i-it…it's so good. Ye feel so good on me. Please, please, I'm gonna -" He interrupted himself with a cry at reaching his end. He grabbed onto her hips, holding her down in place.

Feeling him explode in her caused a second climax take over her. It was even stronger than her last one and made her body shake. She held onto his face again, keeping pressed against his forehead. She didn't even make a noise when it happened. Her mouth just dropped and her eyes were screwed shut tight.

Neither moved nor spoke. They just stayed in their position, breathing heavy and coming back down to Earth. After several minutes, they finally opened their eyes and stared at each other. Unsure what prompted it, they started laughing. Just heartily laughing.

The reality hit them again that they were no longer teenagers sneaking away from the adults to be alone together. They were husband and wife. They no longer needed to be afraid of being caught by Jamie holding hands or kissing. They were free to make love whenever they wanted; and they sure as hell took advantage of that for the rest of their honeymoon.

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